don't panic, breathe in slow

FRONT ROW (/what a show)

hey look listen it's probably past midnight, nullifying my "every day blog" but, frankly, i don't care because i'm a bit drunk. yes, it's a school night and no, i don't really care. it's thursday which translates to every city as "thirsty thursday" and after the week i've had, i can tell you one thing for free: i'm not thirsty for a vimto. i'm thirsty for happiness, for stimulation, for interest, for engagement, for booze. so i met up with an old boss tonight and went to an impromptu free gig because it's nearly friday.

a little loving like valium

zooey deschanel and tyler oakley

did you know that a group of toads is called a "knot"? now that i've got your attention, we can talk about something more interesting like flowers or music. either way, it's late again (sorry) and i'm really fucking chuffed this week is finally over. granted, i've not been paid yet so my outgoings will have to worry me for another week but i feel genuinely excited that tomorrow is saturday. and you know what? today wasn't actually that bad at all.

this must be a spell that i'm under

monday morning if it had a face

it's a late one today and for that i am sorry. there's been a lot happening today: i worked an early shift (fatal when you live so far from your place of work, transported there by staggeringly long bus journeys and uphill struggles through the centre of town), was given a vip tour of a friend's house, went to sort my head out and then went to a gig. there are lots of ingredients for happiness so let's cut out the middle man and talk about the nice things, okay? sounds good to me too.